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No. 1 - Song - Lally and Chorus of Girls - "The Miniature Girl"
Lyrics by Percy Greenbank
| Lally: | Dear little lady whose portrait I see, Though it may be foolish of me, Often and often I dream about you, Though they are dreams that may not come true. Yours is a face that I couldn't forget, And I have met nobody yet Half so attractive as you, I am sure, My little maid of the miniature, Oh, my miniature, miniature maid, You have captured my heart, I'm afraid, With those sweet lips that pout at me, Eyes that peep out at me, Dear little miniature, miniature maid. |
| Girls: | Oh, this miniature, miniature maid, She has captured his heart, we're afraid, With those sweet lips that pout at him, Eyes that peep out at him, Miniature, miniature maid. |
| Lally: | When I have stolen a glance at your face, Gently I place back in the case This little picture so precious to me, Keeping it safe under lock and key. Would I could keep the original too, Oh, yes it's true, really I do. Framed in my heart you'd be safe and secure, Never to fade like a miniature. Oh, my miniature, miniature maid, You have captured my heart, I'm afraid, With those sweet lips that pout at me, Eyes that peep out at me, Dear little miniature, miniature maid. |
| Girls: | Oh, this miniature, miniature maid, She has captured his heart, we're afraid, With those sweet lips that pout at him, Eyes that peep out at him, Miniature, miniature maid. |
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Page modified 2 February 2017